dear stars,
I tried to kill my self.
I was selfish and impulsive.
I was sick of everything and everyone.
I couldn't handle it.
I said a goodbye.
I took one to many pills.
I wanted to end it all.
I should've talked to someone.
I should've distracted myself.
I should've. But I didn't.
Happiness wasn't a thing,
Neither was my will to live.
Stars,
Don't be mad. Like everyone else was.
